A Michelle Smith Poems

She will love her strength that she built pushing through heartbreak and pain
She will love herself when innocence no longer calls her name
-for it was taken at such a young age
She will love weakness in which she finds her vulnerability
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Covered precious stones they say I find my worth
-but those things merely come from the dirt
So how is there value in that
-and you expect me to see value where I am
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Sitting here listening to old country lyrics
trying to write my own words as if someone may hear it
trying to shout out with a voice so loud
to put the pen to paper to say what I can't out loud
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